Once Upon a Time There Was a Swordsman

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Please read. After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhuo finally woke up. He felt as if he was lying on something very hard. He could vaguely hear the noise of people and horses around him, and they seemed to be shouting something. Lin Zhuo opened his eyes in confusion. Good guy! What is this place? As far as the eye can see, there is a wilderness, endless grassland, occasionally a few tall trees hanging down, blue sky and white clouds, green buds and fragrant grass, no longer the dark scene of the original cave; looking closer, I was even more shocked, I saw at least hundreds of thousands of people surrounded by three levels below, and the people in the innermost circle were wearing huge black robes, which seemed to cover the whole person. At this moment, they were sitting on the grass, clasping their hands together, and mumbling words, as if they were praying. The people in the outer circle were wearing golden helmets and armor, and they were full of murderous intent. Even the blades of their swords seemed to be glowing with cold light. Only then did Lin Zhuo realize that he was on a high platform about ten meters above the ground. The high platform seemed to be built according to some kind of religious ceremony. It was crooked, awkward, and did not look very strong. "It's coming! It's finally here! The angel is really here!" An old man suddenly rushed out from among the people in black robes. He was short, fat and funny. Although his beard and hair were all white, his skin was well maintained. At this moment, he looked like he was crying with gratitude, but his expression was indescribably vulgar. Facing the old man's face with joy, Lin Zhuo's heart was racing! Look at this posture, could it be that he was really hit by some kind of formation and was summoned here! Could it be possible that I have really become a piece of shit! This Professor Long really tricked him into grandma's house! ! Wait, where are all my clothes? Only then did Lin Zhuo realize that he was naked, and his great figure was exposed in broad daylight! Lin Zhuo was still dizzy, but the soldiers and worshipers in that chamber had already begun to kneel down and shout: "Welcome the angels," "Welcome the angels." Suddenly, the momentum was great and resounded throughout the sky! Lin Zhuo thought to himself: "The matter has come to this, I'm afraid I'm going to make a mistake. I'll ask the fat old man later to find out. Now I have to think about it and say something." Thinking of this, Lin Zhuo cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Everyone -" Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and the entire grassland seemed to shake. … It was already midnight when Lin Zhuo woke up, feeling sore all over. Yes! Just when he was about to speak, the altar suddenly collapsed. These guys are so careless! Lin Zhuo cursed again in his heart. He reluctantly lifted himself up and looked outside with the dim light, only to see that he was in a large Nuo tent. Besides him, there was another person in the tent, the wretched old man he saw during the day. The wretched old man was pounding the medicine with a pestle and mortar at the moment. While pounding the medicine, he was humming and adding some unknown liquid into the medicine, looking like a standard magic stick. Is this guy planning to drink this for me? Lin Zhuo suddenly felt sick in his heart, and he hurriedly shouted: "Old man, I'm fine now, I'll help you." The wretched old man who was preoccupied with pouring out the potion suddenly heard a sound and was frightened. But then he immediately put on his expression of gratitude and tears. He was really a man with many faces! With just one step, he jumped to Lin Zhuo's bed and said affectionately: "Angel, you're awake!" Lin Zhuo endured the discomfort in his heart and said deceitfully: "Old man, I just came down from heaven. I don't know what the situation is now. Can you give me a brief introduction." Now that things have come to this, Lin Zhuo can only practice roguery to the end. "That's great, let me tell you one by one." After some narration by the wretched old man, Lin Zhuo finally understood that this era is divided into five ethnic groups: Han, Jin, Mongolian, Bai, and Miao. Among them, the Han ethnic group is the most powerful, occupying the hinterland of the Central Plains, and is the country of Han! The other four tribes were driven to the southeast, northwest and border areas, which were all in barren mountains and harsh waters. The old man in front of him was named Busuo, and he was the high priest of Han Dynasty. But the world is full of cycles, prosperity and decline, and no one can escape this law. The powerful nation that was once prosperous in the past is now on the verge of collapse due to internal and external troubles. There are rogue bandits emerging one after another internally, and foreign tribes from the north are looking at it with eager eyes. The overthrow of the country seems to be over in a moment. High Priest Buso also accidentally discovered a method of summoning "angels" to change fortunes from ancient royal books some time ago. He was eager to report to the king and led a team to the place known as the closest to the sky - Mengnan Mountain City. After several months of troubles, he actually summoned the "Angel". Wasn't he preparing to drag the "Angel" to the capital to ask for credit? "Let me go, it's this old magician who brought me to this miserable place. The peaceful and prosperous era has collapsed, but there are still internal and external troubles. Isn't it clear that he wants to punish me?" When he thought of this, Lin Zhuo was filled with resentment. Seeing that Buso was still spitting there, looking like he still had something to say, he had to interrupt in a hurry and said: "Master Sacrifice, if this is the case, can you lend me the ancient royal book?" Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Busuo immediately shook his head like a drum and replied: "Lord Angel, that's not possible, the book is in Tiandu. The royal classics cannot be brought out without the sanction of the Holy One." How dare this guy not even have a book, just memorize a few pages of paper, and bring a bunch of people to this barren mountain to mess around? Lin Zhuo was just one mouthful away from spitting out blood! I really didn't want to see this guy again, so I found an excuse to send him away! After Buso left, Lin Zhuo started to think about it again, but he couldn't figure out the reason. That's all, let's settle down now that we've come, go to Tiandu first and then make some plans! … In the next few days, Lin Zhuo and his party were on their way to Tiandu. After getting to know each other over the past few days, Lin Zhuo found that the customs, customs, and topography of the Han country were very similar to those of ancient China. It seemed like China in another time and space. There were also the Yangtze River and the Yellow River here, and Tiandu was located almost in the Beijing area. The Liaodong area where the Jin people are located is the current Northeastern area, the Mobei area where the Mongolian people are located is the current Mongolia area, the southern Yunnan area where the Bai people are located is the current Yunnan area, and the Sichuan-Guizhou area where the Miao people are located is the current Guizhou and Sichuan area. Now they are walking mostly in the area where Shanxi and Inner Mongolia meet. But even if they are similar, so what? After all, this is not my home. The only thing I want now is how to go back. However, I don't have a clue about this matter after thinking about it, so I'd better give it up for now and think about how to be a good "angel" after arriving in Tiandu. Because he had just arrived in a foreign land, Lin Zhuo was not used to it at first, but as time went by, he saw the beautiful scenery and fresh vegetation along the way, and the group was respectful to him, so he gradually put those worries behind him and lived a good life as an "angel". It's just that these days, his brain seems to be getting harder and harder, and many past memories have gradually begun to blur, and he doesn't know why. Could it be that he fell off the altar that day and knocked his brain out?

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